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Naked

by Heather Donald 6 months ago in sad poetry
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by Heather Donald

I’m laying here naked

Enrobed in only my pain

Wishing that for a moment

I could feel a little sane

My life was stolen from me

When I was just a little child

Never any help or closure

So I live broken and wild

My whole life I have lived

Haunted by ghosts of the past

Hoping every time I close my eyes

That today would be my last

Yet the sun in the morning will rise

And again I will open my eyes

I will face another day of waking

And I smile so you can’t see me breaking

sad poetry

About the author

Heather Donald

I believe in love & kindness, that we should embrace joy, sing, dance & be silly! I am a survivor, damaged but not broken. I have a lot of love to give, free of judgment and given freely because I believe love can heal the world. 💕

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